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| Spingtime |
Lo! Once again with the coming of Spring Dull brown shades of life will soon be fading With countless promises in store I foresee life, a multi-heathered core With umpteen joys in the offing to rejoice Happier life is the remnant choice So, Let us not continue the lugubrious ponder For spring comes only once in a year Let us all dance, spring and spree Spring brings joys, colours all for free
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